The Number 232007

Walter Sparrow:
[finding a knife in her purse, laughing in disbelief] What's this for, Ag? What are you going to do with this?

Agatha Sparrow:
I... I took it to protect us. From... whoever we were going to meet at the mailbox facility.

Walter Sparrow:
Intending to kill that poor old man who you got to publish your book? To protect your little secret?

Agatha Sparrow:
[Flashback] I'll take care of it!

Walter Sparrow:
[Present] He was ALIVE before you sent us away!

Agatha Sparrow:
Robin will hear you.

Walter Sparrow:
Oh, we wouldn't want that, would we? We wouldn't want our son to know the horrible truth about his mother!

Robin Sparrow:
[walks in] Mom? Dad? What's going on?

Walter Sparrow:
She's Topsy Kretts; she wrote the book!

Agatha Sparrow:
No, it's not true. Now your father's going to put down the knife. Aren't you, Walter?

Walter Sparrow:
Tell him the truth.

Agatha Sparrow:
Walter...

Walter Sparrow:
Tell him... how you took the skeleton.

Agatha Sparrow:
Yes, Isaac and I took the skeleton...

Robin Sparrow:
You did?

Agatha Sparrow:
And I'd do it again! But I did not write the book.

Walter Sparrow:
Don't lie! 13 years. 13 years of lies! NO MORE!

Agatha Sparrow:
Don't do this to us, Walter!

Robin Sparrow:
Mom, who wrote the book?

Walter Sparrow:
Tell him who wrote it. [whispering] Tell him.

Agatha Sparrow:
...You wrote the book, Walter.